We Must Journey On

Allan Taylor · Out Of Time [1991]

And so it comes to this

A fond farewell, a final kiss

A casual smile and then you're gone

For we must journey on



We touched the joy of spring

We flew like swallows on the wing

And raced it t'wards the summer sun

For we must journey on



So catch it as you can

Fleeting moments in your hand

Hold on tight or they'll be gone

For we must journey on



But summer passed too soon

And autumn played a different tune

It matters not who lost or won

For we must journey on



So catch it as you can

Fleeting moments in your hand

Hold on tight or they'll be gone

For we must journey on



And so it comes to this

A fond farewell, a final kiss

A casual smile and then you're gone

For we must journey on

For we must journey on